Chronicles Of The Shura Clan

This sudden change suddenly caused everyone to take a cold breath. That was even more true for the fourth prince, his face fell faster than a corpse in cement boots, and the middle-aged men next to him also lost their colors.

In the next moment, their bodies suddenly exuded a monstrous killing intent as they unleashed their frightening Martial Saints' auras which rose like a rainbow that crossed the sky. In just a moment, their presence was like a storm and caused the innocent young attendant to shiver in cold chills.

From this sudden exchange, they could tell that Ling Wei and the others weren't some simple beastmen. To be able to rip off the hand of a 3rd Tribulation Martial Saint with brute alone wasn't something anyone could accomplish.

Not only that, he was so fast that they didn't see him move. It wasn't until when he ripped off the hand of their companion that they've realized he had made a move.

"Why don't you annoying flies chill out? Didn't you hear what my brother say, we still have something important to discuss?" Coldly uttered Ling Zheng after seeing the reactions of the fourth prince and his men.

At the same time, he slowly raised his hand and gently pointed out his index finger towards the fourth prince and his men.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, a small black ball of energy the size of a basketball materialized above their heads.

Before the fourth prince and his men could even inspect the black ball or even react, they suddenly felt an extremely powerful and terrifying pressure engulfing their entire bodies.

It seemed as though the world's heaviest object was crushing down upon them like a planet looming over their shoulders.

"Bang!"

Whether it was the fourth prince and his men, they all promptly kneeled into the ground with a crash as they were unable to stand straight. Their knees were heavily smashed onto the hard ground, including their hands.

"What's happening?" Blurted out the fourth prince with an ugly look on his face.

Not only him, but his guards were also asking the same thing. They felt that their entire bodies' muscles were shivering.

Both the muscles inside and outside. It was as if all their cells were being shattered to pieces. The terrifying gravity caused their cells to be unable to maintain their original form and start to collapse.

" Ssssss...."

To make matter worse, their skins started to rupture as blood was oozing out from the miniature small cracks. The crimson-colored veins and arteries were exposed as they became visible while their muscles were slowly being ripped apart.

At this moment, whether it was the fourth prince or his men, they were all in a world of pain. This pain didn't merely come from the ruptures of their skins and muscles. Instead, it was the collapse of their internal organs.

Even their hearts, lungs, and other organs were starting to slowly collapse. They could hear the sound of their bones breaking. It was the ultimate pain.

Furthermore, even after they mobilized their True Qi energy to protect their internal organs, they were still unable to prevent it. They could only delay it.

Keep in mind, aside from the Demi-Gods, both the fourth prince and his men were all powerful Martial Saint warriors that stood at top of the Sun Demi-God Domain. Yet, they all seemed powerless under Ling Zheng's Gravitational Domain. One could only imagine just how strong he had become. Furthermore, he wasn't even using his full strength.

"Ahhh....." Not to mention his men, even the fourth prince was crying out in despair as they were unable to withstand this terrifyingly crushing force. They wanted to say something but couldn't as even their voice box or larynx were being crushed.

Meanwhile, Ling Wei and the others resumed their discussion while completely ignoring the miserable fourth prince and his men. Their attitude clearly showed that they didn't care whether the fourth prince and his men were crushed into meat paste under the terrifying gravitational pressure.

As for the young attendant, even though she wasn't affected by the terrifying pressure, she was still kneeling on the ground while trembling uncontrollably due to shock.

Her brain was simply unable to process the scene in front of her. Her eyes and her mouth were frozen wide open in an expression of stunned surprise. Her mouth was opening and shutting like a goldfish with no sound coming out.

"Little friends, don't you think this punishment is a little too harsh. Why don't you give this old man face and let them go."

Right at this moment, an ancient and archaic voice rang out from within the highest floor of the building and traveled down to the sixth floor.

In the next instance, an old man wearing a grey robe slowly came down to the sixth floor from the seventh floor. The old man appeared to be in his seventies. Though he wasn't very tall, he still gave the feeling as though he could hold the storm and rain from all directions like an impregnable wall.

Seeing the old man, the fourth prince that was still struggling, and vomiting blood on the floor couldn't but show a relief expression on his face as though he was looking at his savior.

As for this old man, he was none other than the manager of the Sky Martial Treasure Pavillon, an 8th Tribulations Martial Saint.

Not only that, but he was also an elder of the Chi Family, one of the four great families of Fire Phoenix City, also known as the wealthiest Family in the Sun Demi-God's Domain.

"Give you face! Who the hell are you?" Coldly asked Ling Zheng.

Even though Ling Zheng was very rude to the old man, he wasn't angry. Instead, he forced a smile as he said." Little friends, this old man is the manager of the Sky Martial Treasure Pavillon. Let go of the fourth prince and we can talk about any conditions. I will satisfy your demands."

Unlike the fourth prince, the manager of Sky Martial Treasure Pavillon had a keen sense of danger. He was like a demon beast.

He could feel a very dangerous feeling coming from Ling Wei and others. Even though their body didn't emit any terrifying aura, their overwhelming presence alone was crushing the surrounding space.

"But I want to kill them," Leisurely answered Ling Zheng with a devilish smile on his face.

Upon hearing Ling Zheng's words, the expression of the middle-aged man suddenly turned ugly. At the same time, he quickly called for back up via voice transmission:' Gu Nan, Ji Ning, Quickly come to the sixth floor of the Sky Martial Pavillon right now before it's too late. It seems like your beloved son and daughter have kicked an iron plate."